That evening, she tried to push her fears aside. It was 8 p.m., and the town was alive with celebrations. The temple courtyard was filled with people, eager to witness the classical dance performances. She sat in front of the mirror backstage, preparing herself. Her slender fingers carefully rubbe
Their relationship had always been an odd mix of rivalry, protection, and unspoken loyalty. Raghav clenched his jaw, his fingers curling slightly. His voice was low but firm as he muttered, "Try it. I’ll have my day too, and I’m not just warning you—I will hide your bride in the future." His bro
It was rare—so rare that he couldn’t recall a single time he had seen her like this. Even when she had cried in the past, disheveled and trembling, he had thought she was beautiful. A fragile kind of beauty, like a porcelain doll on the verge of shattering. But now—now, as her lips curved effortle
Good. She should be afraid. But she should also know that running was useless. Because no matter how far she went, no matter how hard she tried to escape… She would always be his. And soon, very soon— She would remember that. Asha**** It had been a week since his call. A week of suffoc
Aasha.... A young girl who gave dreams in her life..... An epitome of beauty.... Her gracefulness cooing in her silence..... Daydreaming about being a dancer...... But suddenly was dragged back to the reality.... The small chirpings were heard at how beautiful she is. The ladies in the roo
Aasha's pov. Today. The first day of my married life and I don't know what exactly is happening around me. Everything here seems unfair and I only get to watch as if I'm invisible to this all people. None has their eyes on me but only on their dead son and some women who are crying over his body
That day was the day when I got to know that she is his lover and they still allowed her to cry on his chest when I was married to him and I was even made into a widow. The more I'm getting to know them the more I'm feeling scared of them. They are being unusually different. They are siding with his
The same man.....On the same day a year ago........ Who had killed my husband..... Was now here in front of me...... Staring into my eyes. Suddenly the hall went silent with no one around. It is only me, him, and some people standing at the door footstep. My blocked mind had only allowed me to
Good. She should be afraid. But she should also know that running was useless. Because no matter how far she went, no matter how hard she tried to escape… She would always be his. And soon, very soon— She would remember that. Asha**** It had been a week since his call. A week of suffoc
It was rare—so rare that he couldn’t recall a single time he had seen her like this. Even when she had cried in the past, disheveled and trembling, he had thought she was beautiful. A fragile kind of beauty, like a porcelain doll on the verge of shattering. But now—now, as her lips curved effortle
Their relationship had always been an odd mix of rivalry, protection, and unspoken loyalty. Raghav clenched his jaw, his fingers curling slightly. His voice was low but firm as he muttered, "Try it. I’ll have my day too, and I’m not just warning you—I will hide your bride in the future." His bro
That evening, she tried to push her fears aside. It was 8 p.m., and the town was alive with celebrations. The temple courtyard was filled with people, eager to witness the classical dance performances. She sat in front of the mirror backstage, preparing herself. Her slender fingers carefully rubbe
Her chest tightened, and tears welled up in her eyes. Every step she took felt heavier than the last as her mind spiraled into the worst possibilities. What if something terrible had happened to him? What if he had truly died alone, just as she feared? Her instincts, however, whispered another possi
Life had taken a peaceful turn for her, especially after she freed herself from the clutches that once held her down. She was finally enjoying her life with her hard-earned money, choosing not to save it for now so she could embrace the feeling of living without any restrictions. First time in a lon
He couldn’t let her go. Not now. Not ever. But Asha was gone, and no matter how hard he searched, she remained out of reach—a ghost of the life he had tried to force upon her. And as the days stretched on, Raghav realized the truth that haunted him more than her absence: she would rather erase eve
Lifting the bottle, Raghav tilted it back, the bitter burn of wine sliding down his throat, doing little to numb the storm raging within him. He set it down heavily on the table, his trembling fingers returning to the laptop in front of him. The screen flickered as he sifted through empty folders, h
Next, she grabbed his phone and submerged it in the sink, watching as bubbles rose to the surface before the screen went dark. In the living room, she ransacked his things, gathering any USB drives she could find. With no hesitation, she lit a small fire in a metal tin and tossed them in, watching